Rain drops pelted the windows leaving behind streaks of gray. Thumping down as the sky bled. No one would know this night and no one could save the souls taken by the light. One life could be taken to save another. A body rolling out for cryogenic storage; limp from the cold.
The rain brought with it, the death from heavens. A flood so great that it wiped half the planet out like wind on a dyeing candle; as the death tole raises the true evil woke. Neighbours are killing neighbours through the grave and death meeting those who needed no more. The daemons where awoken in the graves of the dead.